My guide dog, Matt, shuffles at my feet. We’re on a crowded train, and I’m trying to build a mental picture of the other riders. I smell a strong, sweet perfume. My fellow passengers probably haven’t noticed it—they’ll be busy chatting on their cell phones or reading the paper. But to me, it’s a clue. […]
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